Ink Pen Blogger

The grass is still wet from the rain. No cars or trucks are on the road. The moon is hiding behind a blanket of hazy clouds. All the small shops and local restaurants hang the familiar  "Closed" sign upon their doors.  While families rest peacefully in their beds a single porch light  shines on through out the night. Somewhere in the darkness a neighborhood cat roams about. The only sound outside is the calm and comforting  river current flowing by.

So far it's going along really slowly.  I thought by now that I would have at least a few chapters done, but all I've got so far is just a few paragraphs.  I'm thinking of just starting over from scratch.  I just need to sit back and  gather up all my notes and make time to write and write and write.  So as I stated in an earlier post it's going to take a lot longer to finish the novel than expected and once again, so be it.  Hopefully I will have it done before I turn 40 (hopefully).